Chapter 200 - 200 A Chicken Leg Is Enough to Make Him Cry?
I'm Hoarding for the Apocalypse
200 A Chicken Leg Is Enough to Make Him Cry?
He Xing walked toward him slowly. âI have one more question. Whatâs his name?â
âI really donât know! None of his men know! He once told us that we donât deserve to know the kingâs name! The only thing we need to do is to be obedient! We need to help him occupy the base and complete the great cause of unification! He said that weâre all low-level creatures while heâs a high-level soul. He also said that he can live forever and is destined to become the king of the entire universe!â
As she listened to his words, Du Yueâs brows gradually furrowed into a knot. Just by listening to these descriptions, the person who called himself the king really⦠was a lunatic! He had such a beautiful dream of ascending to the throne even in such an age. He wanted to unify the entire universe, something that even Genghis Khan could not do. He actually dared to overestimate his ability and boast. He really deserved a beatingâ¦
Du Yue was tempted just by the description. All she wanted to do now was to find this arrogant lunatic and kill him with a bullet!
He Xing tore off a large piece of meat from the chicken leg and placed it in front of the man. âEat!â
The man took the large piece of meat and quickly stuffed it into his mouth. Half a chicken leg was stuffed into his mouth in just one or two bites. His cheeks were so puffed up that Du Yue wondered if he could make room to swallow the chicken leg. However, before Du Yue could continue to doubt him, the man had already swallowed all the meat in his mouth.
As he had swallowed too much in one gulp, the manâs eyes were wide open. He kept beating his chest with one hand and looked like he was holding his breath. Finally, he swallowed all the meat in his mouth and looked at He Xing again. âUhh⦠When are you going to give me the other half of the chicken leg thatâs in your hand?â
He had not had enough! He did not even know what the half that He Xing gave him tasted like before he swallowed it. Even though he did not say it out loud, the desire in his eyes betrayed him. He Xing chuckled. âIf you tell me the exact location of your dungeon, Iâll give you the other half.â
Since he had already fallen into someone elseâs hands, he had already said everything he could and could not say. The man naturally did not hesitate at all and nodded repeatedly. âIâve lived in that city for more than 30 years. I know every street and alley there. Give me a piece of paper and a pen. Iâll draw you a rough map.â
He Xing reached into his bag and found a clean piece of paper and a pen. The man picked up the pen and frowned slightly as he thought for a while. Then, he drew a simple small map with a pen. âItâs here.â
He Xing kept his promise and put the remaining half of the chicken leg in front of his mouth.
âEnjoy it!â
The man took it and was about to stuff it into his mouth, but he was stunned when he heard He Xingâs words. He Xing had no time to care about his reaction. He picked up the map and turned to leave. Du Yue and Zuo Mingdong quickly followed. When they walked out of the door, the three of them suddenly heard a loud cry coming from the room.
He Xing turned his head back in puzzlement and asked Zuo Mingdong, âA chicken leg is enough to make him cry?â
Zuo Mingdong stared at He Xing. âHow could he not cry after you told him to enjoy it?â
He Xing looked puzzled. âIs there a problem with what I said? Looking at him, I knew that he must have not had meat for a long time, so I asked him to enjoy it. After all, itâs uncertain when heâll be able to eat it again after this.â
Zuo Mingdong said, âHe thinks that you just gave him his last meal.â
He Xing was confused. âI didnât say that. Why is his brain wired differently from normal peopleâs?â
Du Yue shook her head speechlessly as she listened to the conversation between the two. No wonder people said that men would only grow old, but would never grow up! These two peopleâs ages added up to 60 or 70 years old, but they were still so childish when they talked. Without waiting for Du Yue to speak, Zuo Mingdong had already put away his playful expression and said with a serious tone, âNow that the fog is thick, itâs difficult to find the right direction, let alone find the underground city. Moreover, we still donât know if what he said is true or not.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
He Xing gave him a comforting smile. âDoesnât he have more than a dozen accomplices? Weâll ask them one by one later. That way, weâll know if heâs lying to us. By the way, do you have a dozen maps?â
Zuo Mingdong immediately called his men and asked them to send more than a dozen maps over. After hanging up the phone, Zuo Mingdong asked He Xing, âI donât lack maps, but do you still have a dozen chicken legs in your bag?â